Roaring Heroes Battle the Overlord (Ainz)

In the spacious and luxurious circular room, the floor was covered with a layer of pale golden velvet carpet over the black polished marble. The immaculate walls were adorned with elegant sky-blue carvings, decorated with golden lily patterns.

The arched ceiling was painted with lavish and intricate frescoes, and beneath the dome hung a grand twelve-arm crystal chandelier. The room exuded a blend of romance and solemnity, showcasing opulence and grandeur.

One might mistakenly think this was the imperial palace where the Emperor of the Baharuth Empire met with his ministers, but the large, red sandalwood bed, gilded and large enough to accommodate five people, in the center of the room revealed that it was, in fact, just a bedroom.

A skeleton dressed in off-white silk pajamas lay quietly on the silk bed.

It seemed that the skeleton would remain lying in this luxurious bedroom indefinitely, but suddenly, two crimson lights flared up from the dark eye sockets of the skeleton's head, piercing through the quiet darkness of the room.

Ainz Ooal Gown had awoken. Of course, it wasn't quite accurate to say he had "awoken," as Ainz, being an undead, no longer required sleep. The routine of lying down at night and sitting up in the morning was merely a continuation of his biological clock from when he was human before crossing into this world.

After all, he was a transmigrator who had become an undead. He had yet to fully correct some of his human habits. Besides, during the long nights, he had nothing else to do but lie in bed and let his thoughts drift in meditation.

The subordinates of the Great Tomb of Nazarick were adept at both combat and governance, so Ainz had little state affairs to handle.

Although his loyal subordinates frequently sought his guidance with great reverence, Ainz could only offer symbolic advice.

As a former mediocre office worker now commanding hundreds of capable subordinates in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, it was somewhat overwhelming.

However, thanks to the powerful capabilities of his subordinates, the conquest of the world continued smoothly.

Since Ainz had used the Super-Tier Magic "Iä Shub-Niggurath" to annihilate 180,000 soldiers of the Kingdom Army within an hour, the two major human nations, the Re-Estize Kingdom and the Baharuth Empire, had successively submitted to the Sorcerer Kingdom he founded and willingly became its vassal states.

(Iä Shub-Niggurath ↑)

The Re-Estize Kingdom's submission to Ainz was understandable, given that the kingdom's main army had been almost entirely wiped out, and even the crown prince had been killed. But why would the Baharuth Empire voluntarily seek to become a vassal state? This left Ainz quite perplexed.

After the one-sided massacre of the kingdom's army ended, Ainz had taken the initiative to visit the capital of the Baharuth Empire, planning to spar with the arena champion, the Martial King, to show goodwill towards Emperor Jircniv of the Baharuth Empire. However, after the duel, Emperor Jircniv, trembling with fear, had requested to become a vassal state, leaving Ainz bewildered.

Ainz had originally intended to befriend Jircniv, to learn about the demeanor of a ruler and statecraft. It seemed now that this was no longer possible.

Reflecting on the past events, Ainz sighed lightly, got out of bed, and pulled open the collar of his silk pajamas, preparing to put on his outer robe. Seeing the black and red embroidered robe on the hanger, which was enchanted to never get dirty, he suddenly decided he wanted a change of clothes.

Ainz pressed a magic bell on the desk to call in the maid Yuri Alpha.

"Ding~" The bell rang, but before Ainz could give his instructions, the bedroom door was slammed open. A light, pure white figure dashed into the room, unfurled her black wings, and flew straight towards Ainz by the bed.

"M-Master Ainz!" Albedo threw herself onto the unprepared Ainz, pinning him to the bed. Her flawless face was alight with a sultry, seductive glow.

She pulled open Ainz's pajamas and rubbed against his bare chest, her tone dripping with intoxication, "Master Ainz in pajamas, so sexy! Ah! This firm chest, this perfect ribcage. Master Ainz, you must be hinting at me to do what needs to be done! It was worth waiting outside the bedroom all night!"

Albedo, wearing white evening gloves, untied the bow on Ainz's pajamas, preparing to proceed with her next move.

"Hey! Albedo, what are you doing!" Ainz, pinned to the bed, struggled desperately, while inwardly cursing.

On the eve of his arrival in this isekai world, Ainz had altered Albedo's setting from "not chaste" to "in love with Momonga" with a sense of amusement, resulting in the current situation.

("Momonga" is Ainz's game name. After crossing over from the game to this world, Momonga changed his name to the name of his guild—Ainz Ooal Gown.)

Albedo had been expressing her affection for Ainz with a nearly frantic attitude. However, after crossing over, Ainz became an ultra-high-tier undead, and his desire for romantic affection had gradually faded. As an undead skeleton, he was also incapable of fulfilling Albedo's desires and could only stiffly reject her advances.

"Let go of me! I command you to let go!"

Pinned under Albedo, Ainz struggled to issue his command with the tone of someone in authority.

Normally, Albedo would go to great lengths to follow his orders, but now she spread her black wings, her gaze sultry and intoxicated, writhing against him like a cat. She wasn't listening to his words at all.

The Dark Lord Ainz tried to push Albedo off him, but Albedo, being the strongest shield in Nazarick in terms of combat power, was not easily moved.

Fortunately, others in the Great Tomb of Nazarick noticed the commotion. Shalltear Bloodfallen was the first to rush in, her face pale with shock as she yelled, "Damn it! How dare you get in my way! Master Ainz belongs to me!"

She then grabbed one of Albedo's arms and pulled hard. Maid Yuri Alpha also came running in, grabbing Albedo and pulling her back, while Maid Solution joined in, holding Yuri's waist to assist in pulling.

Sebas Tian, dressed in a black tailcoat, jogged in, grabbing Albedo's other arm. The four of them worked together, like a tug-of-war, to finally pull Albedo away.

Sebas, holding the still-struggling Albedo, gave a slight apologetic bow and slowly backed out of Ainz's bedroom.

As Ainz breathed a sigh of relief, Shalltear, with her petite figure, leaped onto him, wrapping her limbs around him like an octopus, her eyes wide and pleading as she said, "Master Ainz, I want it too~."

"Stop it…" Ainz flailed, caught in yet another battle to pull Shalltear off him…

The farce finally came to an end. Dressed in his formal attire, Ainz surveyed the Great Tomb of Nazarick and made his way to his throne. Along the way, he greeted each of the Floor Guardians, but Albedo was notably absent. According to Sebas, Albedo had retreated to her bedroom, sinking into a depressive state after her outburst and did not want to come out.

Ainz had intended to offer some comfort to Albedo, but he stopped in front of her room. He was unsure how to handle Albedo's almost obsessive affection. Ainz had a vague premonition that Albedo's unfulfilled passion might one day lead to trouble.

Although Ainz had been a career-driven individual who never even had a first love before crossing over, he had at least seen enough to recognize the dangers. The shocking example of Makoto Itou from the anime *School Days* had left a lasting impression on him.

Looking at the reports on his desk, Ainz sighed and began to deal with the administrative tasks. The reports seemed numerous, but in reality, Ainz's role was merely that of a rubber stamp.

The NPCs' abilities were so exceptional that whether it was conquering other nations or managing the Great Tomb of Nazarick, everything ran smoothly and efficiently.

Reading through the clever decisions and strategies detailed in the reports, Ainz worried that his own directives might end up making things worse.

It seemed he would have to frequently visit the capital of the Baharuth Empire to closely observe Emperor Jircniv's behavior and learn how to be a better ruler. Resolute, Ainz opened the next report.

"Hmm, not bad. Cocytus has already trained the lizardmen into an elite force. I can't even achieve that level of efficiency. I wonder how Demiurge is faring in the Roble Holy Kingdom. From his reports, it seems the ranch operations have entered a positive cycle, and the parchment is continuously being transported to the Great Tomb of Nazarick. It seems I don't need to worry about it."

Ainz opened several reports from subordinates who had left the Great Tomb of Nazarick and found there was nothing requiring his direct intervention.

"Why do I suddenly feel a bit bored?" Ainz looked up at the opulent ceiling, sinking into the golden armchair with its fox fur cushion.

"Ah, if only I could find other Supreme Beings. Even if I can't find any Supreme Beings, finding other crossovers would be great."

The naive and somewhat innocent Dark Lord Ainz had no idea that, on the distant border of the Baharuth Empire, a Heroine had already stepped through the void, journeying from afar just for him.